Power.

The Video.

In this world, not too much unlike your own. There are the people who are born with POWER and those who strive to gain it. POWER occupies three main aspects; Money, Fear and Alliance. Each option is to gain one over all result, to effectively change the course of events in reality, by influencing the will of others by choice or consequence.

However in this world, Power occupies a new meaning, and there are a select few individuals who are born with more POWER than ever imagined.

Power part 1. FEAR

The dark screen of a camera pans upwards, to a suited man veiled in shadow with his hands on the table and his fingers laced. With serious determination, he welcomes his internet audience.

“hello, my friends I am here to regretfully inform you of this terrible disease that has been spreading in this country since its founding. This un-holy cancer is as old as it is powerful, and even though you may not have this disease. I want to show you exactly what it looks like.”

He gets up from the table, and signals for the camera man to follow him to the next room. A faint giggle is heard from the camera man. The man in the shadow motions for silence, as they enter a room that is brighter. After a quick flash off light unfocused the camera clears to revel several men and women muffled with tape and tied to chairs.

“ disgusting isn't it”

“ladies and gentlemen, these are the faces of absolute corruption; Judges who’s opinion and honor can be bought. Police officers who falsely convict and murder the young and innocent, and a whole myriad of politicians and lobbyist, who's only interest is who can fill their pockets the heaviest without any concern for the people who put them where they are.”

“this is the awful disease that plagues our country… and I am the Cure”

The man reaches into a his gun holster and pulls out a chrome polished hand gun. He fires a single shot into thee head of the Judge seated closest to him. The camera shakes and focuses downwards to the blood splatter.

“ewe that's gross man damn! All on my shoes and sh**”

The man from the shadows snatches the camera away from his assistant, and raises it to reveal his face.

The man looked into the camera with his eyes concealed with shaded glasses. Dark complexion with slightly grayed hair, he glared at his assistant off screen.

“The cure for the evil of this country is me, and you may refer to me as Silver.”

“ now there are those who disagree with my methods, and if you wish to stop the purification of this country you may find me at the old building on Greek boulevard. Ill be waiting for you”

Only a few moments have past, Silver recorded as he executed more captives, one by one explaining there crimes against society. Sirens sounded from just outside the building.

“Come out we have the building surrounded, release the hostages or we will peruse with force”

Silver hands the gun to his assistant and grabs A balled cane from against the wall.

“here I wont be needing this any longer, you can return home for now I wont be long”

Silver opens the Sliding warehouse door. And hobbles out towards the police line

“Good evening officers is there a problem?”

The blaze of red and blue light from the patrol cars were like fire and lightening as the ignited the night sky. Twenty or more officers all armed to the teeth aimed their weapons at Silver.

“DROP YOUR WEAPON, AND PUT YOUR HANDS OVER YOUR HEAD NOW!”

Silver in a whisper replies “make me!” and he takes one step towards then phalanx of officers and cars.

“OPEN FIRE!”

Silver reacted quickly and in a blur, unsheathed his canes shaft to reveal a titanium rod. Faster than anything the officers or audience from the camera have ever seen before, Silver deflects, an overwhelming majority the bullet fire. The other shots were mis-aimed or evaded by his unbelievable movements. The camera fell to the ground focusing on the police, as they are blitzed by Silver. Screams and panic is all that is heard and the red and blue that previously ruled the night sky are overlapped by the white flash of gunfire.

A swat helmet is sent flying towards the camera knocking it upwards facing the night sky. Metal crashing and helmets shattering is all that's heard before there is a dead silence. The lights still flickering in the sky are dissolved as the sound of the protective glass is broken one by one.

All that is left is the full white moon in the night sky. Foot steps approach the camera crunching the gravel underneath. The only one left standing is Silver, as he picks the camera off of the ground he removes his shaded glasses to reveal his eyes.

Just as brilliant as the moon behind him, his eyes emitted a pale white energy with an aura of mist like steam. His expression was cold and angry, but his voice showed an air of remorse when he said.

“This is the face of your cure, this is the face of real power! And the revolution has begun."

The internet video had just come to a close. Families and individuals across the nation awestruck and concerned for the authenticity of the pod cast. Most are calling a video fake and staged, some are calling for action to be taken against the video because of the violence regardless of whether or not its fake. Some take the video a bit more seriously than others…

“Hey Dad, come look at this video its hilarious, I think it's a new movie coming out”

General Loki is hard at work reviewing military formations and replies.

“Not now Simon, I have real work to attend to”

“But dad you might want to see this video it's important”

“First you refer to me as; Sir, Yes Sir, or No Sir. And I will tell YOU whether or not something IS or not important! Now get back to your studies and don't waste my time.”

“IS THAT CLEAR!”

Simon in a reclusive tone, “Yes sir…” and runs off to his bedroom and aggressively sits at his work desk. He stares at his open physics text book, and as he reads the last sentence on the page. Without moving a muscle, the page folded over to the next chapter. Simon sat with a puzzled expression, and looked around for an explanation. He dismissed any phenomena and blamed it on the wind. He remained there at his desk studying as the night hours faded away.

Meanwhile on the south side of the city, a young girl that lives with her grandmother also witnessed the suspicious video.

“Abuela! Abuela! Come look there is this crazy man on the internet”

Abuela Hermes, come into her granddaughter's bedroom, and explains:

“Maria, child! Go to bed it is late and you have a big day tomorrow”

“but abuela, this man es mal- loco y fuerte”

“Sweet granddaughter, do not concern yourself with the evils of the world, only look towards building up your own mind and strength. Besides you have your first game tomorrow and you need your rest.”

“yes Abuela” “Buenas noches”

Abuela Hermes kisses Maria on the fore head and sends her off to bed, then out of curiosity inspects Maria's phone to witness the video in question. Her heart skips a beat and she covers her mouth in terror.

“My God…” is all she can say before looking out into the starry night sky.